SAM: Yeah, guess so. Uh, according to Marv's ledger, the watch belonged to a member of Hitler's inner circle.

DEAN: So where is it now?

SAM: I don't know. The police didn't report finding it. And I'm gonna go out on a limb here and guess that it's probably not out there and probably not in here.

DEAN: Yeah.

SAM: I mean...Nazi connection? The immolation M.O.? Sound like anybody we know?

DEAN: The Thule. (Exhales sharply)

SAM: Maybe they crashed the party, took the watch, and torched the bystanders.

DEAN: Nazis. I hate these guys.

INT: Ellie enters her apartment with a young man, kissing as they close the door.

ELLIE: Hey. (Giggles) Ooh! (Giggles) Mm. This is – this is fun. I-I don't really ever do this. And everyone's like, “Watch out for the hookup culture, Ellie.” Mmm! I think they just worry 'cause, you know, I-I just got out of a relationship. Um, but no, no, I gave – I gave back the ring, so that's just – that's all – that's a good thing, right? (Nick pauses to look at her in between her statements)

Sorry. Yeah, that was – I-I'm kinda still figuring out how the whole, you know, Tinder thing works.

CHRISTOPH: Father...(speaking on the phone) Yes, I have her. I'm here now. It's all locked. That is not fair. You know, I try with you. I really do. But you expect me to be a mind reader, (still searching for keys)

and it's exhausting. (his rant is interrupted by the sound of a gun cocking) Father, I gotta go.

DEAN: Well, family drama's a bitch, ain't it?

DEAN: Move.

INT: Sam and Dean release Ellie and handcuff Christoph to a chair.

ELLIE: So if you're not cops, then what are you?

SAM: There are things out there that shouldn't exist. Bad things. We kill 'em. It's kind of our job.

DEAN: Yeah, so your safest place is with us right now.

ELLIE: Uh-huh. Safe from... Nazi zombies.

SAM: Necromancers. They use blood magic to make themselves almost immortal.

ELLIE: Almost?

DEAN: Well, you shoot 'em in the head, set 'em on fire, that usually does the trick.

INT: A flashback to Germany during the war as NAUHAUS sits and watches as Hitler sits before him.

(Bruckner's “Symphony No. 1 in E major” playing)

CHRISTOPH: (VOICE OVER) The Soviets had surrounded the Fuhrerbunker. Everyone knew it was over – everyone except my father.

NAUHAUS: (approaches Hitler who is about to pull the trigger on the gun and whispers in his ear) Es gibt einen anderen Weg.(There is another way)

DEAN: (VOICE OVER) All right, skip the foreplay. What did your dad do to Hitler?

CUT TO: Once more in the room where Christoph is handcuffed.

Christoph: He saved his life. Well, he saved his soul. Like, literally. The watch, it's like a – it's like a horcrux.

SAM: It's a Harry Potter thing.

DEAN: Oh, you would know that.

SAM: Anyways...so the watch holds Hitler's soul?

ELLIE: Right. You – you trapped Hitler's soul in a pocket watch? Why is that? For safekeeping?

(Scoffs)

CHRISTOPH: No. To bring him back. (Ellie laughs) It sounded bonkers to me the first time I heard it, too.

SAM: The first time you heard it? Weren't you there?

CHRISTOPH: What? No. Man, I was born in Buffalo in '94. Listen, this whole “let's bring Hitler back” is more of an O.G. Thule plan. All they do is yap about it.

ELLIE: He's joking, right? Right? This is – this is a joke.

DEAN: Okay, wait. Let's just – let's back up to the part where your dad is going to resurrect Adolph Hitler.

CHRISTOPH: (Sighs) After the bunker, the Thule agents who were smuggling Hitler's soul out got whacked by Soviets.

SAM: So you lost the watch.

CHRISTOPH: Hey, I didn't lose it. It ended up with some Russian family. Then the Thule tracked it to China and then to Peru. Then it wound up in that antique shop. So now they're all hyped to get their Fuhrer-resurrection on.

ELLIE: This isn't a joke. Oh, my God.

DEAN: How do they plan on bringing him back?

CHRISTOPH: The soul of Hitler can only inhabit the body of somebody who possesses his blood.

SAM: His blood. “Das blut.” So let me get this straight. The Thule want to upload Hitler into the body

of one of his relatives? Do they even exist anymore?

CHRISTOPH: Well, there's one right there. (he looks at Ellie)

ELLIE: Wait. Wait. You think I'm related to Hitler? Okay, okay, that – that – that is just hilarious.

CHRISTOPH: They've been keeping tabs on you your whole life.

The Thule track all of Hitler's descendants. You just happen to be in the same state as the watch.

(Chuckles) Go figure.

ELLIE: No. No way. Okay, my mom, she – she tracked our family all the way back to the Mayflower. She said –

CHRISTOPH: You're adopted.

ELLIE: You don't know anything about me.

CHRISTOPH: You're from Wheaton, Illinois. All-state cross-country all four years.

ELLIE: Wow. Wow, way to use the internet.

CHRISTOPH: You trained to become a doctor, but you dropped out at the sight of your first stiff.

ELLIE: I am taking a sabbatical.

CHRISTOPH: You dipped town two days before your wedding.

ELLIE: He was banging our caterer! You... (sighs)

CHRISTOPH: It seems as though this running is a thing for you.

ELLIE: I-I... (Grunts and whispers indistinctly as she leaves the room quickly)

CHRISTOPH: See?

SAM: (Dean looks at him) Yeah, I got her.

DEAN: We gotta move.

SAM: I know.

CUT TO: ELLIE sits in another room, pondering when SAM knocks on the door

SAM: Hey. How you holding up?

ELLIE: Well, I, uh, texted my mom, asked if I was adopted. (Voice breaking as she held back tears) She wrote, “Honey, call us.” That guy out there just flipped my life inside out in, like, five seconds.

SAM: Ellie, I know it probably feels like that right now, but you can handle this.

ELLIE: Being a little flighty, I can handle. Being related to the biggest genocidal maniac of all time?

SAM: I know it's hard to believe this right now, but it will get easier. Trust me, I've been there.

ELLIE: Oh, right. Did someone wanna use you to resurrect Adolph Hitler?

SAM: Uh, w– No, not exactly.

ELLIE: There you go. ( Sniffles )

SAM: But they did want me to bring back Lucifer. I was his vessel –

ELLIE: You almost, almost had me with Hitler. But Lucifer? Really? The Devil? I can't, okay? I can't do this.

DEAN: (suddenly entering the room) All right, meltdown time's over. Listen, you need to face this now. Believe it or not, we actually have the upper hand here. According to, uh, you know, Junior Jackass in there, the Thule want you. Now we can use that. We can set a trap.

ELLIE: Oh. Oh, now you wanna use me as bait?

SAM: We don't want to use you as bait, Ellie, but...We have the opportunity to take out the entire Thule High Command in one shot.

DEAN: Now does that sound scary? Yeah, you bet. But there are times when you run and there are times

when you stand and fight. Now is one of those times when you fight. Now we promise that we will keep you safe.

ELLIE: (sees men coming in from behind Dean) Oh, my God.

DEAN: You gotta be kidding me.

SAM: (pushes Ellie to the ground) Get down.

MAN: They're in there. Yeah. Shh.

(Sam and Dean battle it out with two of the men as Christoph unties himself and both Sam and Dean are thrown around but they get their punches, and kicks in.)

but I promise we can explain it. And we can keep you safe. Just call me back. Okay?

NAUHAUS: (ending the call) How could you tell them about Hitler?

CHRISTOPH: I can explain –

NAUHAUS: It wasn't bad enough being hunted by the Judah and his revolting golem?

CHRISTOPH: I was stalling. They would've killed me and taken her. You should be thanking me.

NAUHAUS: You were supposed to be my heir. Instead, you're an inconceivable disappointment.

CHRISTOPH: You know, I used to look up to you. You conquered death. You did so many things. But now? (Sighs) Now all you wanna do is relive your glory days with Hitler.

NAUHAUS: (scoffs) Your generation – you millennials – are too weak to steward the future. It needs a stronger hand. The world is divided und inflamed. This falling of empires, the flailing of economies, is precisely why there has never been a better time for the Fuhrer's return. And you... (Ellie whimpers)...my dear, you have his eyes.

ELLIE: (cries) Help! Somebody help me, please! Help me!

INT: diner, both Sam and Dean are searching through the Internet on their laptops

DEAN: All right, there's gotta be a tracking spell, right?

SAM: Yeah, maybe if we had something to track.

DEAN: Well, guess we hack every traffic light in the city until we find her.

NAUHAUS: Good. Fritz, my son has had a very trying day. He should rest.

CHRISTOPH: What? Hey, no I'm – What are you doing? Get your hands off me, assclown. (Fritz leads him away towards the field) What are you doing? Father! Please! I was wrong! We can do it your way! Father, please! Fritz, look, you don't have to do this, okay? Come on. Listen, please, you know who I am.

SAM: No. I-I-I mean, I have no idea how we're gonna find her. Even if we look at...

CHRISTOPH: (slides in beside Sam) Hi. (Dean cocks the gun under the table) If you wanna find Ellie

you have to protect me.

DEAN: Protect you? Why should we believe anything you say?

CHRISTOPH: (Sighs) Don't look now. Across the street, there's a Thule agent right beside the dumpster outside. Is that enough? I just killed one of my dad's guys.

SAM: Could be a trap.

CHRISTOPH: It's not. Do you know what it was like to have a Nazi necromancer for a father? It sucked. Christmas was a joke. Career Day at school was a nightmare. All I do is try to make him proud, I'll never be good enough. He asked a guy named Fritz to kill me.

DEAN: Okay, well, there's that.

SAM: We'll hear you out. Where is she?

CHRISTOPH: I can take you to her.

DEAN: All right, you get the car, I'll take care of the Kraut. All right.

SAM: Go.

CUT TO: Nauhaus and another man look over the body of Fritz.

NAUHAUS: The boy has some spine after all.

MAN: I'll find him.

NAUHAUS: Christoph’s time will come. For now... we have more important business.

(“Prelude” from Wagner's “Das Rheingold” is playing ) Ah, you always loved this one. Wagner. The perfect way to ease der Fuhrer into this new century.

MAN: She is prepared. Sehr gut.

CUT TO: Sam and Dean pull up in the car and both look around to make sure the coast is clear.

SAM: All right.

CHRISTOPH: Hey, what – what are you doing? (Handcuffs click as he is locked to the steering wheel)

Wait, you're just gonna leave me here?

SAM: Yeah, pretty much.

CHRISTOPH: What? Hey! Hey!

SAM: Shh.

DEAN: (he lowers the binoculars as Sam approaches) All right, we got two outside and who knows how many inside.

SAM: Great. (Dean reaches into the trunk)

DEAN: Ooh. (grabs the grenade launcher)

SAM: No.

DEAN: Why? (looks upset)

SAM: Dean, we need to be stealth, do this quietly. Dean? Dean. We'll get a chance. It's okay.

DEAN: (Sighs heavily putting it down and cocks the gun) Let's go kill some Nazis.

CUT TO: Ellie can hear the music playing but she is strapped to a gurney inside the building

ELLIE: What are you doing to me?

NAUHAUS: (laying on another gurney) The Fuher's soul must occupy a body that contains the blood of his blood. Hmm. Did you really think I'd resurrect the greatest man who ever lived in the body of a weak,

unworthy, American female? Mein Gott. I never needed you, only your blood.